Hidden Away
The man sighed in relief before hanging up, Alessio slipping the device into his blazer pocket.
"Ella-?"
"-Yeah,"
"Rock-paper-scissor," Eduardo held out his fist, Alessio imitating the action. "1-2-3"
They both threw out their hands, the older man cursing given he had rock and the other had paper.
"You'll be going in with her,"
"I know," He grumbled, pulling at his collar since it felt uncomfortably tight, the realization hitting him that he would be witnessing his worst fear before his eyes, his stomach churning in unease.